Showing posts with label cold. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cold. Show all posts

Friday, December 9, 2016

November Stash Report and More Headbands

I don't know about anyone else, but I had a good month of finishes. Four quilts total, and though two are small quilts, it may be the best month of finishes I've had. 
Stash Report for November 2016
Additions and
Subtractions
Yards
Projects from stash
Projects in Que
Used this month:
Les Batons (2.5)
two scrap quilts
Added this month:
2
The Quarry—Quilty 365 (6.5)
Moda Noteworthy quilt
Used in 2016:
83.5
LSU (wallhanging) (1)

Added in 2016:
43½
Solicitude (2)


The pink and purple ones are for students;
the red and white one is for a teacher.
This week I also started making warm, fleece headbands for students. I asked one of my students to borrow her headband so I could look at it and get ideas for a pattern. After making the first one, I brought it to school to have a couple of the girls check my pattern. I wanted to make sure it would fit my girls without letting them see it.
Prototype

The pattern is pretty close to what I wanted. But, it turns out, the girls at school loved it. Four begged me to make headbands for them. Then one of my teacher friends saw the prototype and also asked for one. Tonight I have three of the five completed. 


This weekend I'll make the other two--they take only a few minutes--and then I'll be able to concentrate on the ones I want to make for my girls. The little grands will need a smaller pattern, so maybe I'll start there. Regardless, I've no doubt that I'll enjoy my weekend of sewing between the family commitments of a birthday party and Sunday lunch. What are your weekend plans?

Linking up with:
Finish It Up Friday at Crazy Mom Quilts
Fabric Frenzy Friday for Fort Worth Fabric Studio

Tuesday, December 6, 2016

Headband Beginnings

A student in one of my classes wore a cute little headband on Monday. That got me thinking--I could make a few headbands for the girls for Christmas. 
No sooner than I had the idea, Jenny told me that they would like initial tee shirts like I made last year. So now I have to decide which one I'll make. I don't think that I have enough time to make them each two items...there are too many girls!



 In the meantime, I took a few minutes to make one for myself using some of fleece scraps. Just in time, too, since we will have cold weather on Thursday. Very cold weather. 
Rain at 28 degrees. Brrrr!


I will be very happy to have this little ear warmer, especially since the pink side is an extra-thick, fuzzy fleece. 


Not a bad look for a 50-something English teacher, right? Ha! I will not have my hair down, and I probably won't have a smile at 28 degrees. I'm miserable in cold. My skin gets dry, itchy, rough. And that's how it starts. It ends too ugly to describe.


What are you making in this icy, cold weather?

Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Pin It Weekly #138

It's cold here.  Well, not this cold.  Cold enough, though. Wet, miserable cold.  Gusty, windy, chill-to-the-bone cold. 


On this Winter Day by Nancy Prince
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We don't have ice and snow.  We don't get much snow, but ice comes along pretty often. I mean, not like this. Thick ice...that's not much of a problem. If we want to skate, we have to pay an ice rink. 


Large sleigh with snow angels

So the scenes from On This Winter Day by Nancy Prince and Linda French, which won “Best of Show” at the 2014 International Quilt Festival in Houston, Texas, are not at all familiar to Louisianans. 

Horse and Cart

We mostly just complain about the cold, look at beautiful art of cold, and cuddle under quilts when we think it's cold. 


On this Winter Day: House with bridge


I can't imagine that anyone cuddles under this beauty! If you'd like more information about the quilt, visit Bernina's We All Sew website. The quilt was made on a Bernina 830, so the site showcased it on the 20th. The quilt makers explain quite a bit about their amazing quilt and how they achieved the details. A must read!

Saturday, November 21, 2015

a problem-solver and a few problems

Only two days ago I wrote about a project that had me very excited.  I'd covered the top of a table with an old map that I'd stolen from Richard. (He did not care one bit, so I guess it wasn't that important to him.  I could have stolen the map I wanted.) 


That map table (the grands named it that) is pretty awesome. Except that I'm noticing some issues already.  The vinyl cover on the map is already unsticking.  Now what to do?  So I gave the problem to Rich, who loves it when I call him "The Problem-Solver."  I don't mind.  He is a great problem-solver.  And if it gets him to work on something I want solved, so much the better.  So today he decided that the best solution would be to get a piece of plexi-glass and let that hold the map down.  It would also keep the map clean.  And maybe protect it from the puppies.  

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TONIGHT

36°

Partly Cloudy

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N 15 mph

SUN

53°

Sunny

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N 14 mph

SUN NIGHT

30°

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There's another problem blowing in: a nor'easter or something like that.  Cold.  Ice.  Freezing temps. Burst pipes.  The works. It's bearing down and coming quick.  We are not ready.  We never are. 

We live too far south to really ever be ready for the first freeze. The fact is this morning I was beating off mosquitoes in 70 degree balmy weather.  I was also running a little fever from this stupid-won't-let-go-of-me cold, so it didn't necessarily seem prudent to break out the wool coat.  A trip to Alexandria for another shot for said cold, and we could feel the change every time we stepped outside.  By the time we returned home, at 4ish, I was thinking I should keep a quilt or two and maybe even a sweater in the car. Just in case.  
Not my fern, but one just like it
It was cool enough to remember to bring in the plants.  I slept off the shot while Rich tended to the chickens, the plants and maybe a pipe.  I really don't know what he tended to, honestly.  
Also not my schefflera...mine is much larger.

Whatever it is that he tended to, it was in good hands.  Much better than my own, of course, since my hands were clutching the softest lap quilt in the house.